The Weigh In: Week 2 (With a Kick)

So, I got home tonight at around 8 or so and have spent the last 3 1/2 hours doing, um, nothing. Yup, nothing. Well, as I'm getting off my duff to go to bed, I come to realize that I have yet to write a word on this screen you see here. Now, normally, I'd let it pass, but I know I'll be hearing it in the morning if I don't, from my most committed (and vocal, and, perhaps, only) reader. So here I am, for you, the reader.

Before I delve into another session of "Fit or Fat?", something strange happened tonight which I think is share-worthy. I was cooking some dinner (which I'm wont to do from time to time) and I received an email from a gal I used to tutor in math when I was in college. She was sent to an old edition of the Concord Monitor for some charity event, and wouldn't you know it, it was the same one I was on the front page of!

(Sidebar for story clarification: When I was 15, I stole candy from an unsuspecting child on a dare. I tried to find him that night, but to no avail. It had haunted me for 17 years, so I decided to create a search for the kid this past Halloween. An article was written about me and it landed on the front page of the Concord Monitor. Sad, but true, story).

I had a man-sized crush on this math-challenged Italian for some time, but the timing was wrong. I was dating someone at that point. Plus, I think I could get 2-4 for dating my student, even if it was just a tutor position. Actually, there probably aren't any rules on that because tutors can't find anyone to date and/or sleep with them. Yet I digress...

So, she comes back into my world tonight and I'm going out with her this weekend. Details to follow? Probably not. Maybe if I get any evidence that anyone but Kate is reading this. Really, I can just call her with details if I want to.

Onto the session. Once again, I didn't eat as I should have. I eat crappily (it's a word) over the
weekend and feel like I'm starting at Square Uno on Mondays. Today, and for the next 6 weeks, will involve no alcoholic beverages and a commitment to this plan. Anything worth doin' is worth doin' right, right? Um, right?

I had three great workouts this past week. Saturdays are starting to step up. This past Saturday was what a ride would feel like at Six Flags Hell. It was about 20 minutes of sheer pain and off we went. The only thing missing was the little water spraying nozzles that are available to those waiting in line for 5 hours for the 3 minute ride. I hate that place.

(Yes, I'm aware that I'm all over the place today.)

This workout is moderately challenging. I have never sweat so much doing anything in my whole life than I do with this little plan. I swear to you it's true. It's disgusting. My sweat is sweating. I love to sweat, as it gives me a sense of accomplishment, but I don't think anyone in the vacinity appreciates it as much.

Here's to hoping that this week, I stick to the turkey sandwiches and the grilled chicken...

My weight: 179.4 lbs.